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William Ross Wallace (1819-1881)
THE HAND THAT ROCKS THE CRADLE IS THE HAND THAT RULES THE WORLD.

BLESSINGS on the hand of women!
Angels guard its strength and grace.
In the palace, cottage, hovel,
Oh, no matter where the place;
Would that never storms assailed it,
Rainbows ever gently curled,
For the hand that rocks the cradle
Is the hand that rules the world.

Infancy’s the tender fountain,
Power may with beauty flow,
Mothers first to guide the streamlets,
From them souls unresting grow—
Grow on for the good or evil,
Sunshine streamed or evil hurled,
For the hand that rocks the cradle
Is the hand that rules the world.

Woman, how divine your mission,
Here upon our natal sod;
Keep—oh, keep the young heart open
Always to the breath of God!
All true trophies of the ages
Are from mother-love impearled,
For the hand that rocks the cradle
Is the hand that rules the world.

Blessings on the hand of women!
Fathers, sons, and daughters cry,
And the sacred song is mingled
With the worship in the sky—
Mingles where no tempest darkens,
Rainbows evermore are hurled;
For the hand that rocks the cradle
Is the hand that rules the world.

The above poem can be found in:
Northrop, H.D. Beautiful Gems of
Thought and Sentiment. Boston, MA: The Colins-Patten Co., 1890.

Note: I copied this from Poem of The Week site, PotW.org.

¤ Every knee shall bow to Me (women). This is what God wants. I (women) and God are one.

¤ By the hands of women, men are saved. There’s no other name given under heaven by which people will be saved.

¤ I have sworn by Myself, the word is gone out of My mouth in righteousness, and shall not return, That unto me (women) every knee shall bow, every tongue shall swear.

¤ And the Lord God said unto the serpent, Because thou hast done this (to woman), thou art cursed above all cattle, and above every beast of the field; upon thy belly shalt thou go, and dust shalt thou eat all the days of thy life: 15 And I will put enmity between thee (Satan, the Mysogynist) and the woman, and between thy seed and her seed (womenfolk); it shall bruise thy head, and thou shalt bruise his (women’s) heel.

I had just joined Dar-ul-Ishaat as a web developer when God’s angel came to me and I saw a vision.

I saw myself sitting on a sofa in the lobby of some university’s dormitory, where my Monia, my soulmate, was studying.

In front of me was a counter and there was the Counter Guy standing there.

On my right hand was the door. A stupid guy entered, came down the couple steps and went straight to the Counter Guy.

He had come with his arms dangling in a disrespectful manner and asked for Monia.

The Counter Guy rebuked him and that stupid, ill-mannered guy turned around and went straight out.

That amazed me because I wondered “Who is this guy whose orders are obeyed by all and sundry?”

I looked at the Counter Guy to see his face but I observed that I was unable to see his face.

Then I woke up.

“We’re not allowed to see the face of God”, say the Jews.

I sat up and thanked God for saving my Monia for me and taking good care of her through all the years.

He had saved her for me despite my sincere request to marry her to a nice guy who’d treat her well after she had refused my marriage proposal in late June, 1997.

In fact, it was me who had asked her why she won’t go see her mom back in August 1996 soon after I met her for the first time.

She had pointed her finger to her eyes and said “al-Haman” (The neighbors will see me).

But when I slept with her, I took away her shyness because I don’t shy from nor fear bad guys.

Weren’t it these same neighbors who had rushed to save her from the assailants when they had heard her shouts for help and sent the assailants to 10 years of prison?

Weren’t these donkeys aware of Monia’s innocence and assailants’ fault?

Why should one fear or shy away from such idiots?

In the morning, a wicked idea came to me and I offered Monia to escort her till the main square of Immouzzer and she agreed.

Once we reached the turn of her street, I kissed her lips and she kissed me back.

We didn’t fear anyone. We didn’t shy from anyone. We kissed passionately in the main square of the little town of Immouzzer.

Nothing bad happened. No one objected. And why would they?

Weren’t we free people?

By next year, she got rid of all her shyness because I’d frequently take her out and she’d hold my arm. Once, she sat on my laps and we enjoyed a cup of tea.

Sometimes, we’d lip-kiss and show our affection to the world.

In a year’s time, I helped her get rid of fear & shyness and she fool listened to me, refused my marriage proposal and went back to her mom!

It was me who had spoiled our marriage plans!

I did that because I loved her so thoroughly and God had asked me not to take her away from her mom; otherwise she was going to miss her mom.

That’s why I don’t regret my actions.

I had advised her to go back to her mom for her own good because she had left her mom in Fes and had come with her aunt to Immouzzer.

But even after seeing that vision, I fool had failed to see the obvious.

That’s why God resent the angel (whom the Jews call ‘Gabriel’) and I saw the second vision.

I saw I was entering a gymnasium. Monia was the instructor and I was her only client.

She lied down on a blue mattress, threw her hips in the air as my wife, Saima, used to do whenever she enjoyed sex and said “Make love like this!”

Then I woke up and sat up.

I was at a loss to understand. I thought “Why God always asks me to love Saima? Why doesn’t He ask Saima to love me? And why was Monia copying Saima’s ways? Does God want to tell me that Saima no longer loves me? Why? Don’t I already know that?”

I mean what’s the point?

I was so confused. I just kept wondering about God’s strange ways.

Then I suddenly got it: God was telling me “I’m going to dissolve your marriage to Saima and marry you to your Monia”!

I immediately advised God against doing such a horrible thing. I presented my apology to God with all due respect.

I said “No, dear God, don’t you do that, please. Think about my children. I got little children and they’re going to miss their mom and cry “Ma… Ma! What will happen to my poor children?”

“So what should I do then?”, asked God, my Lord.

“Don’t do anything. I don’t want Monia, I want Saima because I got two children now and the children want Saima, not Monia” I said.

“But Saima doesn’t love the children. She uses them. She’s spoiled their school year. She distorts their minds by her continuous bickering & fights.” Said God.

In a previous post, I posited that Jesus was not a good teacher, but a wicked one.

That’s what He told Joseph, the rich man, who had come to Him to see what else he could do to please God.

When Joseph met Jesus, he called Him “Good Teacher” and Jesus immediately corrected him, “Why do you call Me ‘good teacher’? Only God is good”.

Nobody understood why Jesus had corrected him but I know my biological Father so let me also tell you why Jesus corrected him: He didn’t want Joseph to become an ordinary follower.

He wanted to give him a special job. So He asked Joseph to give away all his belongings to the poor and follow Him. Joseph went away broken-hearted and Jesus said, “Verily I tell you it’s easier for a camel to pass through the eye of a needle than for a rich man to enter the Kingdom of Heaven”.

Sounds like bad news, eh?

Nope. It’s good news like the rest of Gospel but no one knows.

Jesus was telling a wicked lie. He once said “Take My yoke; it’s light”
so how come you evil generation and preachers say rich men can’t go to heaven? Nothing is difficult for my Father, didn’t you know?

Jesus wanted Joseph to do one of history’s greatest jobs: To take care of His dead body and bury it in a grave befitting Jesus.

And that’s what Joseph did. Didn’t he?

No matter how difficult it may be for rich men to go to heaven, Jesus can do it. Can’t He?

He’s a wicked Lord so He first asked Joseph a terribly difficult thing to do and Joseph’s heart was broken.

Then He gave Joseph a terribly great job yet something terribly light for him.

Did you enjoy how my wicked Father plays with us?

Now the whole world thinks this way of Jesus’ Second Advent and The Judgement Day.

The sun will lose its light. The moon will crack and break apart. The stars will fall from heaven. The seas will catch fire. Water will become bitter. Rivers will dry. The mountains will turn to rubbles. There will be eclipses, earthquakes, pandemics and diseases will break out. The man will kill his brother. There will be wars and Armagiddon. The Anti-Christ will mislead all and shall rule the day.

Is it Jesus Christ that is coming or some evil?

Jesus said He will come in peace and secretly like a thief in the night.

Why do you evil preachers say He’ll come with great noise to scare women & children? Why do you evil generation believe such bad news?

Now let me shock you with my Good News. Blessed are those who shall believe the good news of The Lord and repent.

Jesus has already descended from heavens as He promised 2000 years ago. He descended in peace with his Father, the God, before the 2000 years completed of His first advent.

He descended at 3am, February 6, 1967, when I was born.

They came to protect me, the servant of women & children.

On my next birthday, at 3 am, Jeddah local time, I’m going to celebrate Judgement Day’s 50th anniversary.

No longer worry, Jesus and God are with us to bring World Peace, every woman’s dream.

They’re going to fix all that we’ve broken before we completely destroy this planet.

In an earlier post titled, Baptism of Love, I presented my theory of Correct Baptism and why Baptism with Water doesn’t work.

Herewith, see some examples of both Good and Bad examples of Jesus’ Baptism.

After Cain murdered his twin brother, Abel, he feared his mom and fled from the face of the Lord (his mom) eastward of Eden (Skopje).

He became a fugitive and a vagabond, stealing food and stuff until he reached Nod, Turkey.

Jesus met him there and told him his sin had made him a fugitive and a vagabond.

Cain complained of his harsh punishment. Jesus asked him to enter Nod and marry the girl he was going to fall in love with her.

He was led to his soulmate by Jesus.

As soon as Cain slept with his soulmate, the woman God had created from his rib, she filled his heart with love and the Holy Spirit descended upon him.

He was baptized with the fire of love and became a saint. He changed his name to Seth.

Therefore, anyone who’ll curse Cain will be cursed sevenfold.

Moses also killed an Egyptian and fled to Sinai where he found Ziporah, his soulmate, and was baptized by the fire of love.

Jacob stole the blessings that belonged to Esau and fled to his uncle, Laban.

He fell in love with Rachel but Jesus tricked him into first marrying Leah THEN Rachel.

When he returned to his mom, he sent his family and everyone else ahead. Then the strange boat guy (Jesus) wrestled with him all night to give Esau and his soulmate, Leah, time to sleep with each other.

Problems solved.

David married strange flesh. But one day, he saw Bethsheba, wife of his neighbor, Uriah, the Hittite.

He slept with her but was not baptized. He remained a sinner because Bethsheba was a married woman because David had also married strange flesh.

Adultery spoiled his baptism.

David then conspired and killed Uriah.

Uriah should have obeyed God-appointed king but he didn’t so God didn’t save him from death.

After Bethsheba became a widow and David slept with her, he was baptized and received the Holy Spirit, became a saint and no longer sinned.

His first sex with Bethsheba was a bad example of Baptism and it didn’t work. His later sex with her worked.

Lamech married two women and lied about becoming a saint and changed his name to Enoch. He killed two men AFTER acclaimed baptism and was killed by his wives, an act of God.

Ham also lied and changed his name to Canaan. He sinned AFTER his fake baptism and was cursed by Noah.

Anyone marrying strange flesh will also receive the curse of Canaan. He’ll become a slave of slaves.

God married me to my older brother’s soulmate and he tried day in, day out for years on end to find a way to sleep with her but failed because she was married to me and I’m a saint, already baptized since August 28, 1996.

He first tried to force me to marry someone else but failed.

After I married his soulmate, he and my wife tried to kill me but failed. They paid a shrink, locked me in a mental asylum who subjected me to electric shocks but failed.

They paid police to lodge a false case against me but failed. They paid doctors to kill me but failed. They paid a Mufti (religious judge) to declare me an apostate and hang me but failed.

My brother tried to bribe me with money but I refused.

He then offered his beautiful wife in exchange for a night with my wife but I still refused.

For years, my wife also tried to turn me away from God but she failed.

Finally, my wife made a deal with God.

Then God showed me a strange way to divorce my wife that you can read in the memoir series titled My Strange Divorce.

It was impossible for me to divorce my wife but Jesus found a beautiful way.

My story is not fiction nor entertainment. It’s not about MY problem. It’s about ALL problems of the world.

note: This post is dedicated to OneAnna65, a survivor and my good reader.

Now I had read Bible thrice and understood very little of it by that time so I told Jameel that according to Torah, a divorce had to be in writing, hence there was no need of a Halala.

I told him his sister was still married and could go back to her husband and there was no need for wasting money on marrying her to me and then, after I divorce her, marrying her back to her husband.

Those who have cared to read my memoir series titled FINDING MY SOULMATE already know how I had tried to find a cheating wife in Jordan and how Jesus had prevented me from doing that, and still had punished me for thinking about it.

I find this wicked habit of Jesus of first not allowing me to commit a sin and then punishing me for thinking of it very amusing and I enjoy His punishments and like to tell the world about my failed attempts at sin and Jesus’s punishments.

Jameel listened politely to my lecture in God’s ways and went away light-hearted. I thought he had understood and agreed with me and was no longer interested in a halala.

In September, 2014, I once earned Rs220 but my boss kept all money and only gave me Rs50. He used to give me 33% while others used to give 50% and also treat their workers in a nice way.

I once told him about my financial troubles and he promised to give me 50% but he had said that to cheat me.

I went home on foot to save money. I used to eat Paratha, a delicious oily bread, which was the cheapest food.

Only single men eat dinner at restaurants.

On that night, Waqar, the owner of that restaurant, decided to talk me into marrying his sister as I look like an attractive suitor for everyone and my poverty only adds to my attractiveness.

But he failed to show respect for his poor sister.

“We need a man for the ‘night job'”, that’s how he put it and I felt disgusted.

He realized his rudeness and asked me to talk to his father in the morning.

I had no interest in getting married because the torture I had suffered on my wife’s hands during my 12 years of marriage.

But my wicked boss had robbed me of a lot of money and I was left with only Rs7 on me. I was Rs3 short for a bus ticket to my office.

It’s very hot during the day and very inconvenient to walk the 3 km (2 miles) to the Real Estate office.

So I went to the Cafe al-Hasan nearby my house and met Ibrahim, Waqar’s father.

I told him I came because I was Rs3 short of a bus ticket back to office.

His son had briefed him about me and my disgust of calling marriage “the night job”. So he decided to cover up his son’s mistake.

“Waqar is my oldest son and I didn’t let him complete his education and instead, let him work with me. His younger brothers are getting education and it hurts me to see him without any degree.

“I work the day shift while Waqar works the night shift. I need a trustworthy guy like you to take charge of the night shift so that Waqar can continue his education.”

That’s how he tricked me into not running away.

I’m an easily-confused guy so I was fooled into believing that I had unnecessarily misunderstood Waqar and by “night job”, he had not meat SEX but NIGHT SHIFT job of running their restaurant.

So I accepted to work for them and he offered me to eat free lunch and dinners besides Rs6000 salary.

He wanted me to work from 8pm till 8am, seven days a week for Rs6000.

God didn’t like such a punishing schedule for a guy who had no one to help him in his household duties.

So two weeks earlier, I had found a job as a school teacher in Dua Children Academy just behind Cafe al-Hasan.

I’m a jolly teacher who likes to entertain children and who also likes to tell them God’s ways and about Good and Evil.

One Friday, a nice adult student who had beard & mustache but was in class 9, asked me to come close.

He whispered in my ear “What are menstrual cycles?”

It’s not good to leave children unaware because they then ask their peers or go search Internet and end up on erotic sites and illicit sex.

“Each month girls lay a tiny egg. If it’s not used, their body gets rid of it along with a little blood and other nourishing fluids for the fertilized egg. For a few days each month, the girls bleed. That’s called Menstrual Cycle.”

I didn’t want him to tell these things to young children and confuse them so I asked him not to tell anyone else and he nodded in agreement.

The whole world believes that Satan is a rebellious angel and an enemy of God.

Wrong.

Were he a rebellious angel, he would have plans of his own.

But he got none.

He just tells each man his best interest.

It’s something like this.

God asked women to give birth to children and to nurture them.

Now a woman would give anything to become a mother and will sacrifice everything to care for her baby and even nurse it milk from her blood.

But when God asked men to earn a living for the woman so that she could produce children and nurture them in peace, men rebelled.

We refused to bow to women. We said “We’ll ask women and even force them to bow to us, to serve us and we shall rule over them.”

Women love and like to serve. They are angels created in the image of God. While we hate and like to rule. We are the devil created in the image of apes.

God saw that it was very good.

He doesn’t like half-hearted gifts nor such repentance.

He picked an angel and said “You’ll teach men every evil that I hate.”

He gave Satan all power & authority to do his job.

And Satan has been doing a perfect job since some 6000 years, teaching us, men, every evil and helping us fight & rebel till the end.

We know the heaven & earth were created by God.

What we fail to see is that if God has created this world, then surely it’s He who is running it.

Hence, when a thief steals, he thinks that he has profited.

Wrong.

God has forbidden covetness and theft. Therefore, theft is a trade in loss.

But since it’s impossible for us to understand the wisdom of God, we see them as a folly.

Read GOD’S UTILITY FUNCTION by Richard Dawkins to see how wisemen arrive at the conclusion that there is no God.

It’s excellent but… wrong, nevertheless.

So my evil brother were united against me. But they weren’t actually united. Each worked for his own selfish interest.

Hence, when I arrived to the Deportation Center in The Old Airport and was told about the Bengali sweeper who used to charge 10 Rials for making local calls for people about to be deported, I decided to tell Hamid so that he’d at least arrange some clothes and money for me.

I told the Sweeper I had no money on me but if he called my brother, he’d even give him 50 Rials, which was true of Hamid, who had a secret reason to make sure I wasn’t going to be deported to Pakistan at any cost.

But when that Bengali returned next day, he was very angry and won’t talk to me.

I waited silently until he finished with all the clients. Then I asked him politely about what had happened that made him so mad at me.

“I did call that number but your brother shouted at me, told me no man with that name lived there and asked me not to call that number again,” he said.

That was strange. I thought it must have been Zakir who got a childhood rivalry with Hamid.

Now let’s suppose that God was on my side and Satan was against me.

Then why he failed to tell Hamid about my imminent deportation?

Why didn’t he help Hamid answer that important call instead of getting it picked up by Waris?

He didn’t do any such things because he tells every man his best interest, maximizing chaos — and letting God take care of the rest.

Some time after my arrival to Pakistan, God told me it wasn’t Zakir but Waris who had answered that call.

Waris did that because he had greed in my $64,000. He was glad for my deportation. Zakir had no interest in my deportation. I was a good rival of Hamid and he likes me because of that.

Waris’s plans were good in the sight of God, so He let Waris’s plans succeed.

After my arrival to Pakistan, I had no face to show to my evil brother, Abid, who used to live at a walking distance from the airport and who enjoyed seeing others in distress, especially me.

I had my ATM card and had decided to disappear into some far, far Dadu district of Sindh but the damn ATM machine at the airport won’t recognize my card.

There used to be no international networks in Pakistan in 1998 and I was penniless.

I started thinking of any other way except for going to evil Abid.

God then sent a very cold wind and I got up, tied my Moroccan sleeping thobe (neck-to-ankle garment) so it looked like a Pakistani Kameez, which only extends to the knees.

Underneath, I was wearing white pajamas so now I looked more or less like an ordinary Pakistani.

Now I could walk my way to Abid’s.

I thought since it was a workday, evil Abid won’t be home and it’s easy to fool women.

But when I rang the bell, I was terrified to see evil Abid at the door.